High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 214 - 187: Special Mission, Desperados
South Mountain City, Hunter Association Headquarters.
In a secret room, many tokens were displayed, each engraved with the names of different hunting corps.
A few minutes ago, alarms rang in the room, and an association member quickly arrived with a serious expression. He soon found a shattered token, with a message on it.
"The token shattered... the Blood Wolf Corps is wiped out... in less than ten seconds?" The association member handling the token looked terrified.
When hunters and hunting corps reach a certain level, they can apply to the association to create a personal or hunting corps’ life token. Once the entire hunting corps dies, the token shatters.
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"Hmm."
Su Mu made a soft sound of surprise, pausing in his steps. He felt something vibrating in his space ring.
Was it the War Order?
Su Mu glanced at the items inside the space ring and quickly took out a token, but it wasn’t the War Order; it was a Hunter Association token.
At this moment, the Hunter Association token was vibrating violently, and a message quickly appeared on it.
[Special Task: The hunter who kills the Fire Flood Dragon will receive all the wealth of the Blood Wolf Hunting Corps.]
Special task?
Blood Wolf Hunting Corps?
Su Mu frowned, finding this task somewhat strange. It looked like a hunting task, but to him, it felt more like a mission for revenge?
At the same time, hunters in the association and the Beast Cave changed their expressions dramatically upon seeing this message. Hunters live on the edge, many are greedy, and some value wealth more than their lives.
To have a hunting corps issue such a special task.
There is almost only one situation: the Blood Wolf Hunting Corps was wiped out, and the enemy who annihilated them is often the target of such special tasks.
In the circle of veteran hunters, these special tasks are generally called ’revenge tasks,’ and the targets within them are referred to as ’revenge targets.’
"It seems the Blood Wolf Hunting Corps was wiped out by the Fire Flood Dragon!"
In an instant, many hunters came to this conclusion, feeling shocked. The leader of the Blood Wolf Hunting Corps used to be the vice leader of a B-Class hunting corps before forming his own team. The members of Blood Wolf Corps were not weak either. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
Their power had been growing recently, and they were about to become a B-Class hunting corps. Yet now, they are completely wiped out?
Not a single member of the entire hunting corps could escape?
What kind of terrifying power does the Blood Flood Dragon possess?
"Avoid that swamp area!"
Originally, many hunting corps had intentions toward the Fire Flood Dragon, but after seeing this task, they quickly dismissed those thoughts.
"Get out of the second layer first and take a break for a while."
"The Fire Flood Dragon appeared at a good time. Recently many high-tier genius hunters have left the Beast Cave."
"If there are no A-Class hunting corps or S-Class hunters taking action, who knows how many of those money-driven madmen will die?" An old hunter sighed.
Many hunting corps shared this thought. Many that were active in the second layer started leaving the Beast Cave, planning to take a break. They did not wish to encounter such a monster as the Fire Flood Dragon.
Their thinking is simple: let the stronger ones slay the Fire Flood Dragon first.
Seeking fortune while avoiding disaster is human nature. The old hunters’ thinking is not wrong. Some have left, but the special task also attracted many desperate people chasing money at the cost of their lives.
Rumbling, the alloy elevator to the Beast Cave ran, its sound thunderous.
At all times, old hunters die in the Beast Cave, their bodies never found, but every minute and every second, new hunters join. The association is never short of hunters, and new hunters with dreams of getting rich will follow the path of old hunters, one after another.
Licking blood from the blade, death, and the dream of getting rich are the main themes of the Beast Cave; this madness won’t change until the Beast Cave disappears.
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A cold light glittered, and a giant spotted lizard fell.
Su Mu quickly collected points and recorded the kill count before leaving swiftly, continuing toward the area on the map. Along the way, he encountered many hunting corps.
Not far away, dense footsteps were heard again, and Su Mu looked up in slight surprise.
This hunting corps had a large number of people, nearly fifty, but upon closer inspection, the hunters’ equipment was varied and mismatched, with some fully armed and others extremely simple, looking like a hastily assembled hunting corps.
This was distinctly different from the hunting corps Su Mu had encountered before.
Su Mu quickly withdrew his gaze. His only target was the Fire Flood Dragon; he didn’t want to cause any other trouble.
At this moment, someone in the hunting corps noticed Su Mu, and their eyes lit up. He quickly whispered something to a few people at the front.
"Wait a minute!"
A one-eyed man leading the hunting corps shouted, and a familiar figure walked toward Su Mu. It was the square-faced man who had recently traded maps with Su Mu.
"Would you like to join us? Our target should be the same, the Fire Flood Dragon."
Su Mu was not initially interested, but on second thought, gathering so many people, they might have more accurate information. Joining them might save him a lot of time.
Seeing Su Mu didn’t immediately agree, the man spoke again.
"You must be worried about distribution. Everything will be assigned according to contribution, so you can rest assured."
"Alright, I’ll join."
Su Mu knew that this man misunderstood him. He hadn’t considered the issue of distribution, but he didn’t need to explain anything. This scene, however, made the square-faced man feel a sense of disdain, making him more convinced that Su Mu was a newcomer, even if he was powerful.
Hmph.
Distribution based on labor?
Only newcomers would believe this rhetoric. When the time comes, everything depends on individual capabilities; there is no such thing as distribution based on labor.
He brought Su Mu along only to strengthen the hunting corps. If they succeeded, it would be ideal. In case something went wrong, having a powerful newcomer at the rear would make escaping easier.
Su Mu’s joining drew a lot of attention, but Su Mu acted low-key and quickly blended in.
"Move out, everyone follow!"
Soon, Su Mu’s eyes lit up slightly. He realized that this group had a specific target, as if they had already locked onto the location of the Fire Flood Dragon.
"They probably already know the location of the Fire Flood Dragon."
"The old hunters likely have a way of exchanging information that I’m not aware of."
Su Mu guessed correctly. When the Blood Wolf Corps was wiped out, they had reported back the coordinates of the Fire Flood Dragon’s appearance. However, the association didn’t share this with all hunters, as it would only lead to the deaths of many new hunters.
Therefore, the association would only provide the coordinates to hunters with several years of experience or those above a certain rank. As a newcomer, Su Mu did not receive the coordinates.
Before long, Su Mu keenly noticed that the soil beneath his feet had become much wetter. He took out a map and saw that there was a swamp not far ahead, which deviated significantly from the range where ’Short Blade’ had been active before.
As they continued, more hunters joined along the way, and the size of the hunting corps grew larger. After several hours, Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he caught wind of a thick scent of blood.
A severed arm soon appeared before them, bearing the gnaw marks of a Fierce Beast.
Quickly, a field of corpses lay before them, covering the edge of the swamp.
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Seeing this scene, many new hunters in the temporary hunting corps turned pale, their stomachs churning, and some began to retch.
Su Mu knew they were getting close to the Fire Flood Dragon’s location.
On the ground were several massive tracks, slightly charred. In Su Mu’s mind, a vision of a colossal creature moving appeared, with another temporary hunting corps in the picture.
They had arrived earlier than Su Mu’s group, only to be destroyed and become the Fire Flood Dragon’s food.
Su Mu crouched down, scooping up a handful of slightly charred soil. The residual warmth within the soil gave Su Mu a chill, heightening his anticipation. This Fire Flood Dragon was incredibly powerful.
"Everyone, don’t panic. We have nearly a hundred people here, more than enough to hunt this Fire Flood Dragon. These people failed because they were too hasty and came unprepared,"
"That’s right. There’s no need to worry too much. There’s only one Fire Flood Dragon, and we have a hundred people!"
Upon hearing the one-eyed man’s words, many breathed a sigh of relief. Su Mu frowned slightly. Stabilizing morale was good, but these words carried a somewhat misleading tone. He immediately surveyed the surroundings, then approached a nearby corpse.
The expression on the corpse’s face was indescribably terrified, as if it had been severed by some sharp weapon. Beside the corpse lay a shield broken in two.
"Did you discover something?" a female hunter couldn’t help but ask, seeing Su Mu’s actions.
"This shield is primarily made of Iron, with the surface mixed with a small amount of Secret Copper. Its strength is close to that of a Sixth Level weapon. This Fire Flood Dragon is very powerful."
"This isn’t the battlefield; anyone without Sixth Level strength can leave; otherwise, it’s a death sentence."
Su Mu’s words were direct, and upon hearing them, many peoples’ expressions changed drastically, erupting into an uproar.
"Hmph, there’s no such thing as getting something for nothing. Everything involves risk. We are the B-Class Black Tiger Hunting Corps. We’ll lead the charge in the upcoming battle; there’s no need for anyone to have any concerns."
"We’re also giving everyone a choice. If anyone hasn’t fought yet and wants to back out, they can leave now. We don’t welcome cowards who disrupt the group."
"Get lost, leave now!" Immediately, a member of the Black Tiger Hunting Corps shouted angrily at Su Mu.
"You coward, get lost!"
Another Black Tiger Hunting Corps member approached Su Mu, even drawing a weapon.
Su Mu stood up, scanning the assembled crowd. He saw many hesitant faces, yet they still stayed. In them, Su Mu glimpsed greed and foolishness.
In an instant, he was sure that the vast majority of these people wouldn’t leave.
"Aren’t you leaving yet?!"
Another person yelled, even reaching for a blade, with a Black Tiger Hunting Corps member resting a hand on the hilt.
Su Mu’s eyes focused, moving without warning, stepping forward with a trace of his image fading. One hand struck down on the right hand of the Black Tiger Hunting Corps member gripping the hilt.
Bam!
The Black Tiger Corps member felt his right palm was hit by a hammer weighing tens of thousands of pounds. A crisp sound of bone cracking reverberated, and the force traveled through his palm to the long saber he held.
Screech.
The sword scabbard shattered into pieces, and the Black Tiger member couldn’t hold the hilt. The long saber drove straight into the ground, the enormous force driving it entirely into the ground, leaving only a small section of the hilt visible.
A wail echoed from the mouth of the Black Tiger member.
"Next time, I won’t hold back." Su Mu’s eyes flickered with a cold light, a murderous aura naturally emanating from them, causing everyone present to tremble. Such an aura could only come from hands stained with many lives!
"Take this Blood Essence Pill as payment for your guidance. I owe you nothing."
